C194 A Terrifying Suppressive Force

By the window of the office building.

Xie Wang, who was holding a Barrett sniper rifle, was aiming at the center of Leng Qingfeng's forehead.

Even though the sudden change in the Zhu Ge Corpse below had attracted Xie Wang's attention.

But he quickly turned his attention back to the sniper rifle in his hand.

Because...

The opportunity could not be missed